Chapter 48: Flower Bloomed.
"Oh, hello there, Beauty. I never thought I would be seeing you here. You didn't give me your name last time, but I still learned it somehow. I believe it would be Miss Aniston, Right?" –Mitchell.
Elena had almost forgotten about this idiot.
But how could she not remember this obnoxious bug that tried to cling to her? But she still forgot his name.
"When someone doesn't give you their name, that means they don't want to you at all. So, I don't understand why a noble-born like you can't understand that simple thing. Anyway, you knowing my name means nothing to me. So please move aside. I have things to do." –Elena said. She has things to discuss with Moscov and wants to avoid commotion. So, she thought beating this boy up here wouldn't be a good idea.
But Mitchell was as shameless as one could get. He acted like he heard nothing.
"Well, Miss, I am sorry for making inquiries of you. But I didn't mean any harm. I just wanted to know you a bit more. Ever since the last time, I couldn't even sleep thinking about you. So, would you please right my wrong by formally giving me your name?" –Mitchell.
"Not interested." –Elena tried to go around him, but Mitchell again blocked her path.
"Then I wouldn't have a choice but to follow around to get your forgiveness." –Mitchell was just being shameless. If Elena gave him her name, he would ask to be friends. After all, no man and woman can 'just' be friends. But if she didn't, he would follow her like a stalker.
He used the fact that he was a viscount's son and no one would dare to get in his way to his full advantage.
Elena understood this behavior very well because she had seen similar approaches before.
Some noble sons thought they were just being persistent. Some thought they were being Romeo or something pulling this stunt in a public place.
Do girls even fall for this trick? She didn't know what other girls thought of this behavior, but she absolutely detested it.
"Hey, get out of her way, Mitchell." –Olen came to the rescue.
After breakfast, when Elena was about to leave, Olen woke up. And seeing her leave, he too hoped on the carriage. Elena didn't mind him tagging along. The kid worked very hard last night. So, she allowed it.
Just now, Elena said she wanted to talk to Moscov privately. So Olen was standing a bit behind. When he saw Mitchell coming out and causing trouble to his dear Miss Elenora, he came closer to throw this bastard out of her face.
He directly stepped in between the two of them.
Seeing this, Mitchell got very annoyed. He was already angry by the fact that Moscov denied him. And now someone else is trying to spoil his fun.
"Get lost, shrimp." –he tried to push Olen aside.
But his hand was grabbed by another muscular hand.
"Oi, oi, now that's not nice." –It was Jon. "It's fine as long as it's just the words, why are you getting all physical?" –he said.
Mitchell got very angry. It's one thing after another. Everyone was getting in his way today. Who do they think they are?
"You dare hold my hand? Men get him." –he shouted.
He knew the person holding his hand was strong. But he wasn't afraid. His guards were strong too.
Two guards were standing behind Mitchell.
Both of them turned directly transformed after hearing the command. One turned into a leopard type while the other into a lion-type beast man.
Jon looked at the two coming and quickly pulled Olen away.
He didn't care about Elena. Well, he didn't have to.
Elena had already gone past all of them somehow. Jon saw her closing the of Moscov's room from inside. She didn't want to get close to any of these smelly men.
Seeing Elena close the door from behind, Jon didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
This stupid kid. Why would he even think that a calamity-level monster like her would need any help from him?
But right now, he didn't have time to think. These two guys were not easy to deal with. Both of them were personally assigned to a Viscount's son. So, he too needed to get serious in this matter.
"Heavy arm, Collapsing boulder." –Jon used two martial techniques. At the same time, he transformed his right arm into the demon wolf form before throwing out a punch.
The one he targeted was the leopard beast-man, who used an agility-type technique to get closer to him. Jon predicted his movement before throwing his punch.
"Bam, crash." -It hit squarely on the Leopard-man's chest. He was blown away and crashed into the lion-man.
"Bunch of fools. Oi, kid, you think you are so high and mighty. Do you have a death wish?" –Jon said to Mitchell.
"You bastard. Don't you know who I am? I am a Viscount's son. You would be sentenced to death." –Mitchell threatened furiously after seeing his guards taken out so easily. He didn't want to admit it, but he was frightened.
"Yeah? But guess what... you are not in your dad's territory. So, unless you wish to get bashed by me... fuck off." –Jon said without even a hint of fear for Mitchell's identity. All that identity could do was to make sure that he wasn't killed right now.
Mitchell gritted his teeth. He wanted to say to shout some more. But another man entered the scene.
"Hey, if you want to fight it out, do it outside the Pavilion. If you cause any damage here, I would have no choice but to punish you." –this man is the Pavilion master of this place. After hearing the commotion, he came to see what was happening here only to find a fight between two nobles.
These nobles are always hard to deal with. He was already tired of thinking about how to deal with the situation. It's best if they comply with his word. Otherwise, it would be hard to deal with.
But then the small fight took place, and there was a clear winner already. That made things easy for him.
"And Jon, you have already been warned before. Why are you making trouble again?" –he asked.
"Pavilion master, I wouldn't have to do anything if you stopped it earlier. So, why are asking me now?" –Jon knew this sly fox had seen everything but didn't want to get his hands dirty. So he let the fight take place. He knew people had been keeping an eye on him since the moment he stepped through the door. Now he was trying to put the blame onto him? That's not gonna happen. He directly exposed the Pavilion Master.
"In any case, you can't create trouble here. If you want to fight... go outside." –the Pavilion master didn't care what Jon said. The only thing he cared about was throwing these troublemakers out.
"Don't worry. I believe the young master Gerald is about to leave. So, we'll just stay here and wait. We are waiting for a guest." –Jon said while grinning at Mitchell.
Mitchell looked at the two guards. Both of them turned normal. The Lion-man guard was already up. But the Leopard man was still out cold. He took the hit directly. Maybe a few of his ribs got fractured. So the Lion-man guard was carrying him. "Useless shits." -Seeing this, Mitchell cursed and stormed out.
Mitchell was already forming a plan to get his revenge. He couldn't stomach this humiliation lying down.
The pavilion master just gave Jon a look before turning around.
Things turned normal after that.
Elena had a meeting with Moscov for about an hour. She mainly came to see Moscov's progress.
Being of higher level cultivation, her understanding was better than him. Though she wasn't a genius in Alchemy, she knew a thing or two about it. She shared her knowledge with him before leaving. Moscov was very grateful to her for making the time to help him.
After that, she went to the market area. She thought, as she doesn't get out often, she might as well go window shopping in the market. It's been a while since she did this. Alas, the only people with her are two idiots. She heaved a sigh. It would have been fun if there was a girl with her here. What would she do with these meatheads?
"Miss, do you want to get some clothing? I know the best place there is. Mom always goes there to buy her dress." –Olen said.
'Alright. This one is not totally useless.' –she thought. She wanted to buy some clothes too. It didn't matter they were not made of those high-quality materials she used to wear. But still, they were different. Changes are good when it comes to clothing. And you have to understand all women like shopping. It's ingrained in their blood.
So here they were, 'The Spring Sky Boutique'.
Jon stood outside. He was reluctant to get inside the shop. For him, a women's clothing shop is a forbidden zone. That place can literally kill a man. So, only she and Olen went inside.
Elena looked around to see a lot of different dresses. But she couldn't choose one for herself. Olen then showed a red dress.
"Miss, how do you like this one? Isn't it good-looking?"
Elena looked at it.
It was actually quite good. The dress was a sleeveless gown.
"Miss, you should try it. I'm sure you would look good in it." –Olen said. The lady store attendant standing behind him also nodded. She was looking at Elena like she was a celebrity that she had been dreaming of meeting.
"Miss, the Young master is correct. Please give it a try. Come, the trial room is this way." –she wanted to see Elena in a dress more than anyone else.
So, before Elena could even say anything, she was pushed inside the changing room.
Well, she was here already. So she might as well try it on.
Olen was waiting outside. He came here with Bianca a few times. So, he was familiar with this place. He sees a few other dresses brought by the shop attendant. But when the changing room's door opened, his mouth opened wide and eyes glued to the form before him.
"Wow…" –Olen's said involuntarily. Elena had nice dresses, but she usually didn't put them on. It was already troublesome enough to go out wearing normal clothes. What would happen if she dressed up a bit?
Well, Elena found the exact reaction she would be getting in front of her.
The shop attendant and Olen were looking at her dumbfounded.
She was pleased with the reaction. She smiled and swung to the side a bit.
"So, how is it?" –She smiled. Olen was feeling giddy inside. Oh, the world was never more beautiful than it is right now.
Olen just stood there enchanted. His Fourteen-year-old heart bloomed the flower of his first love.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone